At a small gathering, there are about six people (including myself) present. Everyone is exchanging stories, laughing about old times. For me, this is fine. This is comfortable. I can join the conversation, no problem.

Fast forward a couple hours. More people have shown up. The numbers are now in the double digits, upwards of 10 ten people are there. This is… difficult. I can try to join the conv- nope, the subject changed, I didn’t chime up fast enough. I can join a small group maybe..? Except, there’s only one empty chair in a corner where no one else is.

I was watching an episode of his new Netflix series “Master of None” last night. In the opening scenes, Dev (Ansari) is asking out a girl, and he seems a little nervous about it. The girl agrees to go to a show with him, and after they exchange information neither is saying anything, they’re both laughing nervously and Dev says, “So… I guess that’s the end of this interaction.”

Aziz Ansari has figured out the secret to ending an awkward interaction. Bless him.

It’s officially that point in the semester where I get no sleep because I stay up trying to be productive, yet I struggle to be productive because 2 am is not the best time to read (and actually comprehend) a 20 page article on feminist theory. Will I learn that staying up late yields very little results and only works to turn me into an unsociable creature for the next 24 hours? Probably not any time soon.